Part 58: Surrender
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October 5th, 1986, 9:00 PM
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He ate some reheated soup that Gohda had made, along with some random leftovers from the refrigerator. They were all things Gohda had made himself, and were, of course, delicious. He had half-heartedly gone to ask Rosa and the others what they would do for dinner, but he had been yelled at by a voice telling him that they had canned food so they were fine, and the door wasn't even opened for him. So ironically, the servant Genji was able to eat a more delicious meal...
But why was it that Genji wasn't afraid to do the rounds all by himself, even though all of those crimes had been committed, and many people had already met a brutal end? Judging by his appearance as he carried out his normal tasks without a trace of fear, as though everything was normal, you might think that all of the horrible events that had happened today were just a dream or an illusion. Was he taking a philosophic view, or was it simply resignation?
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It would probably be impossible to perceive the depths of his heart for all eternity, unless he told of it himself... Because he had given the master key back to Rosa, the places he could go to were extremely limited. All he could do was walk around the hallways, checking to make sure that the windows were closed. So he was probably able to go around that route far more quickly than usual.
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I was napping in a sofa, and that voice also brought me back to reality.
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BGM: At Death's Door
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Maybe my face was shadowed with anxiety. Maria grasped my hand with her small hand, and spoke softly, trying to give me courage. Since it was Aunt Rosa's job to ready the gun and stand guard, it fell to me to remove the barricade of sofas. When I finished, I took a backward glance at Aunt Rosa, who was pointing the barrel of the gun over my shoulder, and opened the door.
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Aunt Rosa called me to a halt to prevent me from going on ahead, and began to carefully check the locks on each of the windows. But those locks had already been checked once. It felt kind of unpleasant, as though she suspected that I might have secretly unlocked them when she wasn't looking.
No, maybe Aunt Rosa was right for being this cautious... Even though it was called a courtyard, it wasn't really a pretty place you could take a walk in like the rose garden. On the contrary, since it was surrounded by the mansion on all sides, it made you feel a little discomfort, as though it was telling you that even if you tried to escape to the outside, you couldn't escape from the mansion. On the other hand, thanks to that, even though the violent winds could be heard, the wind itself was blocked.
Genji-san held out an umbrella, but Aunt Rosa ignored him. She probably wanted to say that the gun took two hands, and it would be dangerous if she took the umbrella. Even without Genji-san pointing his finger, we understood immediately.
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Aunt Rosa entered the courtyard without even opening an umbrella. So Genji and I also entered the courtyard without opening an umbrella. Only Maria opened her umbrella.
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That gaping wound on their necks definitely made me want to avert my eyes, but after seeing the Halloween party in the chapel, even though I thought it was horrible, it was no longer enough to make me feel sick. More importantly, my gaze fell to their legs. On Doctor Nanjo's knee. On Kumasawa-san's ankle.
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...They must have been the same as the one that had pierced Jessica's back.
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The one that had been stuck into Doctor Nanjo's knee was still standing erect, but the one that had been thrust into Kumasawa-san's ankle might have been a little shallower. It had come out and fallen over. So, by looking that one that had fallen over, for the first time, I realized that it wasn't a knife, but something like a stake. Its full length was probably about 30 centimeters. It was probably made out of bronze or iron or something of the sort.
Even without touching it, I noticed that it had some weight to it. It was composed of a grip and a cone-shaped part, and it was obviously made to be a piercing weapon. Maybe it seemed like a miniature version of those lances western knights used on horseback. The ditch that had been inscribed in a spiral shape made it also look like a drill. However, the grip had an occult-like design of a demon or something, so instead of a weapon used in war, it felt like something that would be used in a ceremony to offer up a sacrifice.
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If something like this had happened, why wouldn't George-aniki, Gohda-san, or Shannon-chan be here?! Why was Genji-san alone?!
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Was Genji-san really this much of a robot?! This is bad, this is bad, it's really bad...!!
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We ran towards Aunt Natsuhi's room. With a touch of anxiety, and just as much resignation. Before we even saw the inside of Aunt Natsuhi's room, we were imprisoned by a certain resignation.
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Anyways, this wasn't a normal situation, and without opening the door, we were able to imagine what was inside that room. On the face of the door... how should I say it? Hands had been heavily painted with the same red paint that the magic circles from before had been drawn with, and had banged on the door, scratched it, dirtied it. It was dirtied like the aftermath of a kindergartner playing in the mud.
I didn't know what it could mean. The bright-red paint that had been slathered on was dripping down, and even though no one said it, it made us think of blood.
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Aunt Rosa held her gun up high and ordered Genji-san to open it. Genji-san approached the door without being particularly troubled by that stuff on it, and turned the knob, but immediately turned around, shaking his head. It was locked.
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This time, Genji-san asked Aunt Rosa to unlock the door, instead of the other way around. After making a slightly unhappy face, Aunt Rosa handed me a master key, and told me to open the door.
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Aunt Rosa glared at me with an intense gaze. Getting into a fight here would only make the environment turn even more sour.
Without talking back any more, I approached that creepy door, and tried the knob. It didn't open. It was definitely the resistance of the lock. I stuck the master key into the keyhole. Clunk. There was a light resistance. While listening to Aunt Rosa as she told me to take care, I opened the door without taking any particular care.
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The inside of the room looked as though a robber had just broken in. Drawers were flung open, pulled out, with their contents thrown about, devastated so that it looked nothing like the room of the methodical Aunt Natsuhi. But the thing that caught the eye before that was Gohda-san's corpse lying facedown right in front of the door...
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...Exactly how far could it have reached after being stuck that deeply into his chest? Just imagining it would cause anyone's chest to hurt.
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Maria grabbed my hand. Her expression looked just like normal, but maybe she really was afraid of the aura in this room where three corpses lay.
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...This time, one of those stakes had been rammed right in the center of his stomach. Was gouging the stomach, the sixth twilight?
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Had she seen her own face in the end, in that horribly broken mirror stained with blood? Because she was face down, I couldn't see her face, but I could imagine even without seeing it. Nearby, in the sea of blood she lay in, a demon's stake had fallen... Only the fourth twilight was left. Gouge the head and kill...
Maybe my heart was completely tired out and dead... Even though I knew what I was doing was wrong, I lifted her head, and checked. And, I made sure that my guess was right on the mark. There was a gaping hole in Shannon-chan's head, and her insides were dripping out. Not only that, you could even see... inside her.
After seeing that, I finally noticed that what I was doing was wrong. I immediately averted my eyes, but by now, it was probably pointless.
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Aunt Rosa got violently mad at me, and even tugged at the back of my collar. I tottered limply and fell on my butt, and gazed dimly up at the ceiling...
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That's right... if nothing could be solved, it would have been much better if we had locked ourselves up the whole time without thinking at all. Grandfather was the wisest of us. He'd been shut up in his room since yesterday, without any contact with anyone. That would have been fine. Grandfather was the most correct...
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After Aunt Rosa finished investigating their deaths, she proclaimed that she would seal this room again, chased the rest of us out, stole back the master key she had lent me, and locked the door again. It seemed that George-aniki had been holding the original key to Aunt Natsuhi's room. She had also collected that.
...Wait a second. She had all of the master keys in her hand.
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Is this the fourth closed room...?
Now that we had been released from our suspicion of those three, we once again returned to the parlor. I don't have a clue what's going on anymore. If only the dead were safe, and everyone alive was a wolf... all that was left was me, Aunt Rosa, Maria, and Genji-san. Only those, Grandfather, and that 19th person, the guest who we hadn't even sensed, Beatrice.
13 people had died, and six were left. With only six people, how would the wolves and sheep puzzle end...? Even though the puzzle which had had 19 people in it had been reduced to six people, I couldn't find any answer...
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..I felt a little anxious that, while we were gone, a creepy magic circle or something might have been drawn on the door to the parlor, but thankfully, there was none...
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Genji-san gave his head a small shake.
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After hearing all that, there was nothing left to say. Genji-san bowed deeply, and left down the hall... And we entered the room.
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She opened the curtains, and checked again to make sure the windows were locked. As I watched... how should I say it, I felt like it didn't really matter anymore. If I said anything unnecessary, it would turn into another fight.
For a while, I gazed at her from the corridor, figured I had waited just about long enough, and entered the parlor behind her. If she couldn't trust anyone but the dead, she could just go around killing everyone with the gun she held in her hand. And then in the end, she'd realize that she herself was the wolf. And then in the end, she could blast through the head of the final wolf, and the curtain would close on this insane murder theater...
As I thought that bitterly, I returned to the sofa where I had been encamped before, and rudely rested both of my feet on the table... When I tried to do that, I found something there and stopped moving my feet.
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BGM: Closed my Heart
It was that envelope from before, with the seal of the One-winged Eagle. And it was unopened.
W... wait wait wait wait... What is, this...? When, who, put it in a place like this...? I had been sitting here the whole time, until I had gone with everyone to check the corpses. And there hadn't been anything. And when I returned, it was, here.
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I heard Rosa muttering that...
Wait wait wait wait. Wait wait wait wait wait wait wait wait. We had made sure this room was safe when we exited it. We had checked that the windows were all perfectly locked. And we had locked it, come back, and the windows were still locked. Then, wait, who had put this letter here and how...
I opened the letter. Two pieces of stationary came out.
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If I asked Maria, she'd probably know what it meant.
And there was writing on the other page.
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...There was no mistake. It was a letter... from Beatrice...
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Aunt Rosa closed her eyes just a little, and after silently thinking something, told Maria to come. Maria obeyed her mother's words. As she did, something unbelievable happened.
Aunt Rosa pointed the barrel of that gun at me...
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BGM: Nighteyes
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Maria thrust herself in between Aunt Rosa and me as the blood started rising to our heads. I was taken aback by Maria's crying voice and returned to my senses.
...I had acted shamefully just now. My eyes filled with tears.
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Apparently, some time ago, Kinzo had fallen into a doze. He searched for his spectacles, and looked at the clock. It was 10:00 P.M.
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Kinzo lifted his heavy body from the chair, and approached the portrait of the witch that he had gazed at every day.
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Kinzo howled in rage, then suddenly fell to his knees, as he shook and scraped at the wall... In an instant, he had started sobbing.
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...As Kinzo shook and cried, behind his small back, a butterfly appeared out of nowhere, like flake of gold leaf, and softly fell down...
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Well, even if it wouldn't make a human woman fall for you... it might for a woman who is not human. Kinzo. Do you remember...? That musical piece of chess you played with me, which was still ongoing...?
Kinzo, as though he had suddenly remembered something, approached the chess set. It was as it had been during the game he had played with Nanjo until yesterday. After removing the chessboard to mow off all the pieces, he began to line the pieces up one by one. It was the setup for an ongoing game.
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Kinzo waited, with the opposite seat empty. Surely, very soon, his opponent would appear there, and he would be able to restart this game again...
...You fool, Kinzo. You want to apologize? You want to see my face again? You want to make my smile an eternal thing? Why can't you say a much, much simpler word? Even though that is the sole element of the world...
At that time, Kinzo muttered. A prayer? An entreaty? It was probably best to just call it muttering.
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They were pure words, like something an innocent child would say, without any evil intent...
You really are a fool, Kinzo. If you ever have the chance to do your life over again... Know that those words could never cause a woman to fall for you. That's right... unless there's a miracle. So this is...
At that time. Kinzo definitely heard a small knock, with a different tempo than those of the servants...
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The woman beyond the door... didn't answer.
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The woman beyond the door... didn't answer.
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